A dream I have now
The same dream of me yesterday
And the same dream I had kept for many years
It is painful
As there is a tinge of gloominess all around it
It is the pain of a dream which never comes true
I don't know whether it would remain
A dream in my future as well
A dream which is highly slippery
Surely it is painful
When a dream remains a dream always
As a dream in an eternal postponement
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful description of a dream and its pain. Well written words. Materializing it is always in our hand.